Two equally outstanding men, who were frozen in the cold wind, would not retreat.

Zhou Xubai gave a wink at the group of people he brought behind. In an instant, a group of people flocked to him and completely met Shen Zhiyan's people. For a moment, he was at a loss.

Chen Zhiyan seemed to be used to such scenes. He slightly lifted his eyelids and glanced at the person in front of him, "This is Jiangcheng, and fighting hard will not be good for you...Movie King Zhou."

The last three words are very serious.

Zhou Xubai frowned, and after a moment, he pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled casually, "Listen to your tone, Mr. Chen, you seem to have a lot of resentment towards Zhou. I wonder what Zhou did to make Mr. Chen unhappy?"

Seeing the man opposite, he was silent without saying a word. Zhou Xubai's charming and deep eyes flashed a little. He raised his hand to wipe the corner of his lower lip, with an inexplicable tone of affection. "Can Chen always sees me and Huanhuan filming a kissing scene..."

Before Zhou Xubai could finish his words, Chen Zhiyan's eyes suddenly became colder, and he clenched his fists without any signs, swung his chin at Zhou Xubai's chin.

Even though Zhou Xu rolled his eyes and was quick to dodge, he could only avoid it. He pursed his lips tightly. Taking advantage of the moment when Chen Zhiyan was out of control, he took out a gun from his waist skillfully and accurately pressed it on Chen Zhiyan's temple.

"Young Master!"

"Young Master...?!"

Listening to the inhalation of the people around him, Zhou Xubai smiled and said, "Mr. Chen, my gun has not been used for a long time, and I don't know if it will go off the fire. You'd better not move around."

Chen Zhiyan glanced sideways at his dark muzzle, his expression unchanged, as if he was sure that Zhou Xubai would not dare to shoot. His eyebrows slightly condensed, and he slowly raised his hand to push away the muzzle, turning to Zhou Xubai with a cold expression.

"Zhou Xubai, I don't care who you are, nor what your purpose is for coming to Jiangcheng..."

"But Ni Huan..." Speaking of this, Chen Zhiyan's face darkened, and the blue veins on his forehead were pounding. He warned word by word: "Go away from her."

Zhou Xubai smiled faintly when he heard this, and slowly took back the gun and put it behind his waist. He looked at Chen Zhiyan with a funny look, with Xi sarcastic in his eyes, "Mr. Chen, Ni Huan is an adult. She has her own circle and her own life. I wonder what identity you are using to argue about her affairs now? Friends? Boyfriend?"

Seeing Chen Zhiyan's colder face, Zhou Xubai smiled deeper and said, "You are nothing!"

"Chen Zhiyan, Ni Huan is the one who was pushed away by you and the one who stabbed her with your own hands. What qualifications do you have to ask for her?! If you say you love, you love it, and if you want it, you want it? How can there be such a good thing in the world?"

Opposite, the man closed his eyes and pursed his thin lips tightly, "It's not a turn for an outsider to point fingers in the problem between me and her."

"Whether you and her?"

Zhou Xubai seemed to hear some joke, "Mr. Chen, I believe you know very well that you and Ni Huan... have no future. As far as I know, when Ni Huan was sent out of the Ye family, your mother was also there... Do you think Ni Huan will forgive an indirect murderer?!"

"I will tell Ni Huan everything that happened just now, and I will tell her carefully how you protect the Chu mother and daughter... How did your mother ignore it and help the evil! Maybe without me, Ni Huan knows right and wrong more clearly than anyone else."

Zhou Xubai mocked Chen Zhiyan on the shoulder, "I hope you can protect them for the rest of your life, send someone to protect them 24 hours a day, and never let me find an opportunity."

After saying these words, Zhou Xubai stepped forward and wanted to leave, but Chen Zhiyan's people blocked him.

Chen Zhiyan was carrying his back, his voice as if rolling through the ice, "What is your purpose? What are the conditions you have?"

Zhou Xubai ignored it and continued to walk forward. Seeing that Chen Zhiyan's people were still blocking the way, he took out his gun without blinking, and he would shoot anyone who blocked him.

"Dongdong--" two sounds.

Two bodyguards were shot in the shoulder bone.

There was a burst of chaos around. No one expected that Zhou Xubai would really dare to hurt others openly. He was not afraid of being banned? Aren’t he afraid of being held accountable?

Chen Zhiyan's bodyguards all stood in front of Chen Zhiyan, and the man's eyes were deep, making people unable to see what he was thinking.

Before getting on the bus, Zhou Xubai suddenly stepped down and turned around.

"Mr. Chen, there is still someone lying in the villa. If you want to be kind, take him to the hospital. If you are too lazy to care, remember to have someone collect his body."

——

Hospital

The scenes are intertwined, and the world in the dream is complicated, and nightmares one by one drag Ni Huan to fall. Even in a coma, her clothes are still soaked in cold sweat, and cold sweat comes out of her forehead, and her expression is in panic, as if she is suffering from some torture.

By the bedside, Sheng Yan, who was also pale in his lips, was holding Ni Huan's hand firmly, holding it in his palm, and kissing it gently like treating a treasure.

Ni Huan was muttering something, Sheng Yan looked at her uneasy face and carefully distinguished her words.

“A yan…”

"Ayan, don't go! Don't go..."

Sheng Yan held her hand and patiently comforted her over and over again: "Sister, I'm here, I won't go anywhere, I'll be here with you."

Ni Huan's condition did not improve, but instead became more excited, and his expression was already showing signs of awakening.

"A Yan, don't go to Ye Yinyin, don't go... What should I do? You promised me, you can't break your promise..."

Sheng Yan's hand suddenly froze, and a chill that quietly rose from the deepest part of his heart penetrated into the blood and flowed to his limbs.

"A Yan? A Yan!!"

Immediately afterwards, Ni Huan woke up and gasped with lingering fear. It took two or three seconds to realize where she was now.

I realized whose name she called.

Because of the loss of composure, Ni Huan lowered her head and remained silent for a moment, with her long hair hanging on both sides of her cheeks, as if using this barrier to calm her emotions in her own small world.

"Sister..." Sheng Yan called her.

Then Ni Huan raised her head slowly and looked at Sheng Yan.

The two of them were relatively speechless, and for them, there were some things they didn't need to be said.

No one will wait for you in the same place, if you miss it... it's just miss it.

Sheng Yan knew this truth from the first day of returning to China. He smiled bitterly, picked up Ni Huan's hand and pressed it against his cheek. His pair of glazed pupils were extremely bright. He looked at Ni Huan's stunned face and said softly: "Sister, I feel so painful... Can you hug me, just like before."

Ni Huan blinked, and a tear fell down uncontrollably. Before she could move, the man had already come over, his face buried in her palm, and his breathing was like a feather gently shaving.

Ni Huan could no longer hold it back and shed tears silently.

Whether it was her experience before her coma or the miscellaneous nightmare in her coma, she was trying to provoke her last nerve line.

After a while, the pillow was covered with wet and hot tears, and Ni Huan looked at the ceiling indifferently.

Immediately afterwards, Ni Huan felt something burning in her palm again. She heard Sheng Yan ask, "Sister, am I almost dead?"

Ni Huan's spine stiffened as she heard it.

This is not the first time Sheng Yan asked this question.

When she was a child, Sheng Yan liked to bully her and tease her. Every time afterwards, she pretended to be angry and ignored Sheng Yan for an hour or two.

Every time, Sheng Yan seemed to have captured her life gate. Whenever he showed a little uncomfortable look, Ni Huan would throw all his temper out of the sky and take the initiative to find Sheng Yan to make peace with tears in his eyes.

At that time, Ni Huan was deeply trapped in it and could not extricate herself.

Now that I have grown up, I understand that people who are favored can really be fearless.

Ni Huan pulled back his palm, sat up, opened his arms and hugged Sheng Yan's head, and gently rubbed his hair, "No, we Ayan is so good, we can definitely live a hundred years of life."

Ni Huan tried her best to control the choking in her throat, and her chin rubbed against Sheng Yan's soft hair. The two of them were intimate, but Ni Huan's tone seemed to treat a younger brother, without any affection between men and women.

She said: "It was not good for my sister before, and my sister shouldn't say those hurtful words. Ayan. No matter what happens in the future, as long as you still need it, my sister will always be with you, and my sister will always be with us Ayan."

Sheng Yan knew his current physical condition better than anyone else. He closed his eyes and only felt the long-lost sense of peace of mind Ni Huan brought him.

Just as Sheng Yan said to Wen Jinrong before, he had long no longer cared about this broken body, but at this moment, he hugged Ni Huan again.

He suddenly wanted to live two more years.

"Sister, I don't want to die. I haven't brought you home yet..."

——

Fu Qi saw the scene inside through the transparent window of the ward. He sighed for a while, and guarded the door but didn't go in.

When she heard Zhou Xubai's words, Ni Zhu had just been sent back. According to the nurse, the person who picked up Ni Zhu was sent to the hospital to check the elderly's health. The nurse had seen all the identity certificates and other nursing staff, so there was no problem.

Hearing this, Fu Qi understood that Ni Zhu was "used" by someone and was sent back after being worthless.

Fu Qi looked down at his watch and called Zhou Xubai. As soon as the phone rang twice, the tall man got off the elevator and walked into Fu Qi's sight.

Fu Qi attacked Zhou Xubai twice. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly saw blood dripping down his palms. He walked along the way, leaving red blood drops in the corridor.

"What's wrong with your hand?"

Fu Qi walked up and circled around Zhou Xubai, "No, you're also injured."

Zhou Xubai took off his coat, blocked his palm without caring much, looked into the ward, paused slightly, then turned his head and sat on the rest chair in the corridor.

"Zhou Xubai, what's wrong with you? Who was kidnapped by Ni Huan? How did you rescue someone? Sheng Yan didn't say anything, and I couldn't ask Ni Huan, tell me quickly!"

Zhou Xubai glanced at Fu Qi and roughly told what happened.

When Fu Qi heard that Shen Zhiyan actually asked Zhou Xubai to let the Chu family go, he almost jumped up in anger, "Then have you agreed?"

"No."

Zhou Xubai looked at the wound in his palm and recalled: "Someone arrived at the Ye family first and rescued the three people."

"who?"

"Is Chen Zhiyan?"

Fu Qi asked.

Zhou Xubai was silent for a moment, a faint light flashed from his eyes, and he said in a faint voice: "It's not Chen Zhiyan, but the old man of the Chu family."

He frowned, "No matter what, Chu Wanmei is the biological daughter of Mr. Chu, so Mr. Chu can't ignore it."
To be continued...